The world beyond was white and featureless. The vault is all there was, rising from the endless waste in stark contrast, black, angular, foreboding. Inside, on a network of computers, was the last bastion of human knowledge. He was there to protect it.
I’ve decided to steer this blog in a more literary direction. At least until I decide to steer it another direction or stop steering at all. But I’ve decided to write some short stories, and I have a file full of dozens of ideas, but I’ve been too lazy to write any of them. So yesterday I decided to write and it came out…well, rather crazy. Or did it? Here it is:
I left work one evening, right at 11:15 as normal, and the strangest thing happened. As I was driving down the highway, the rest of the world disappeared, and only the highway was left there alone.